Poetry By Mike Diaz
The Thunderbolt
I loved you the instant I first saw you
so beautiful there in the crowd
As the thunderbolt mightily struck me
I'm surprised I didn't scream right out loud
I saw you kinda watching me
when you thought that I didn't see
Your beautiful eyes...they were looking
softly and lovingly at me
The thunderbolt performed its task well
and reduced me to quivering mush
All the words I attempted
poured from my mouth like slush
The Indians...they all know of
the great mystery of the bolt
and how it awakens fresh love
by giving it a thundering jolt
Now you may say that's all folklore
but I'm here to tell you, my friend
the love kindled by that thunderbolt
That love will never end
By Mike Diaz
© 2000 Mike Diaz (All rights reserved)
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